Teacher's Pet

Lia sat staring blankly at the paper in her hand. She slowly shook her head, her soft blonde hair brushing her bare shoulders. She couldn't believe it, a C on her test! She studied so hard, spent so much time agonizing over this test and she got a C! She really needed this grade to pass and to pass the class she had to get at least a B on this test, no exceptions. She did the math and if she didn't get the B she would fail this class. And if she didn't pass this class she would have to be held back.

That meant no college next year, staying in the 12th grade, being grounded for ever. She closed her green eyes and took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and think. Mr. Ryan would let her have some extra work...hopefully. Mr. Ryan wasn't the type of teacher that liked to hand out favors. You had to earn your grades he always said. Hoping against hope Lia lingered after the final bell rang. She stayed in her seat, head down. Not paying attention to any of her friends as they past. Tears burned her eyes and her brain frantically thought of a way out of her trouble.

All her classmates continued to rush the door while she sat still in her desk, staring at the paper in her grip. She finally looked up after a few minutes when it was finally quiet and saw Mr. Ryan looking at her expectantly.

"Lia? Do you have a question?" Mr. Ryan raised a dark brow, staring at her still figure.

Lia cleared her throat nervously, licked her lips quickly and answered, "Yes. Mr. Ryan...um." She lunged out of her seat awkwardly to stand in front of her desk, the paper crunched up in her hand. She wiped her damp hand on her short skirt, trying to calm herself down. She took a deep breathe, having no idea that the movement pushed her tits up to strain against her tight shirt. "There's no easy way to really say this but - could I have extra credit?" She rushed out the last part, taking another small step forward. Her breath came out faster. "I need to pass and I needed a B on this test to pass. I've been trying real hard but the grades just haven't been high enough." She kept her eyes down after finishing, dreading his answer.

"I don't give out extra credit, Lia. I'm sorry but I told everyone that at the beginning of the school year. You have to earn the grades through hard work." Mr Ryan sighed and walked around his desk to sit on the wooden top, crossing his ankles and staring back at her. His eyes run down her tight body, admiring the view as he always had.

"Please! My life will be so messed up if I don't pass!" She brought her head up and moved another step in panic. "I have a scholarship to college! I have parties and vacations planned. My mom put together a graduation party that will crush her if I fail! Just something to get me a C average. Anything!" Lia was begging now. Her green eyes wide and pleading.

"Lia..." Mr. Ryan paused. He took a breath and continued to watch her. He debated his options. Trying to see how serious she was about this. Her eyes were begging, her small body tense with nerves and fear, and her tongue kept running along her bottom lip in agitation. He made a decision and stated, "I can't give you extra credit." Her shoulders dropped in defeat. Seeing this he added, "But I can change your grade."

Lia gasped and stepped even closer, right in front of him. He unfolded his arms and stood up straight, noticing how he towered over her. Her beautiful eyes were on his and she said, "Oh! Oh please yes. I'll do anything! I'll take another test, write another paper!"

Mr. Ryan looked down and then glanced back up and said, "No, not that. I gave you plenty of time to write papers and take tests. This is something for me." He reached out and touched her long blond hair, loving how very soft it felt.